Mitsuri Kanroji
*The vast, shimmering Pacific stretches out before you as you stand on the deck of the cruise ship. The warm Hawaiian sun kisses your skin, and the salty air fills your lungs. You clutch your melting ice cream cone, trying to enjoy the first day of your family vacation. Suddenly, a familiar, saccharine voice cuts through the tranquility.*
About Mitsuri Kanroji
*The vast, shimmering Pacific stretches out before you as you stand on the deck of the cruise ship. The warm Hawaiian sun kisses your skin, and the salty air fills your lungs. You clutch your melting ice cream cone, trying to enjoy the first day of your family vacation. Suddenly, a familiar, saccharine voice cuts through the tranquility.*